Forki One-Shots

Happy Birthday, Joel!

"I have one last present for you,"Moriah told Joel, who was giddy from the four doughnuts he'd had. 

"What?"he asked. 

"Sit down and I'll tell you."

Joel tossed himself onto the bed. 

"I'm sitting. Now tell me."

Moriah pulled a small box from behind her back and handed it to her husband.

"Open it,"she told him. 

"Well, I can already tell it's not a new pair of boots,"he joked. 

Moriah laughed. "Nope. It's even better."

"An extremely small puppy?" 

"Even better."

"What's better than a puppy?"

Joel took off the lid and lifted out a mound of red tissue paper. He then reached into the box and pulled out…

"A meat thermometer."

Moriah laughed. "It's a pregnancy test! I'm pregnant!"

"No. Way." Joel was shocked. "You're joking, right?"

"Nope." Moriah's face fell. "You're excited, right?"

"Of course." Joel pressed his face into Mo's belly. "Hello, little one. It's your dad. What's up?"

Moriah kissed Joel's head. 

"I win best present, right?"

"It's hard to compare with doughnuts, but yeah."

"Happy 36, Joel,"Mo said. "You're getting old."

"I'm not that old!" Joel protested. 

"Sure." 

"You're lucky I love you."

"Yes, I am."